Bab 63: SIXTY THREE: The Fox

"You don't know anything about me," Kel hissed, clutching her skirt tightly. 

She glanced worriedly toward Dash's door. Given their current position, she would have to come within arm's distance of Soren to make it up the steps. 

"Ah, I wouldn't count on running to your little friend," Soren snorted, watching her gaze. "It'd be rude of you to disrupt his nap, don't you think?"

The thumping in Kel's chest grew louder. She'd only just left his house, so how could something have happened to Dash already?

"What did you do to him?" she demanded, creeping toward Dash's front steps. 

"I just had to make sure he wouldn't disturb us," Soren explained, purposely shifting his stance to block the way. "Since he has a nasty habit of being overprotective of you."

Being overprotective? Was there a time since she came to this place that Dash had even been in a position to protect her?